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Does Anyone Drag Main Any More?

Class reunions. They are synonymous with hopeful memories and awful nightmares.main 2

I’m heading ‘back home’ in a few days to meet those kids with whom I experienced puberty, Algebra I, yearbook signings, and endless miles of dragging Main.

In ‘my day’, the street wasn’t named Main St., but that’s what we called it.

‘Where are you going?’ ‘To drag Main.’

For hours we made the loop down Main to the Dairy Queen (we were in Texas, after all) and back up Main, eyeing the other teenagers doing the same thing, hoping some good-looking guys would encourage us to ride with them.

The backseat of this model Chevy will always smell like sex to me!
The backseat of this Chevy will always smell like sex to me!

Actually, we didn’t care if they were ugly, just any boys would do. All the time playing Buddy Holly, The Platters, Jerry Lee Lewis, Johnny Mathis, etc.

This doesn’t sound at all familiar to many readers. You younger ones were tuned into the Beatles, and bell bottoms, and water-bed. Or even younger: Michael Jackson, ripped jeans, and personal computers.

But no matter what age, class reunions are a challenge. My hope is that at our age, all of us look like we are over 70, we all have varicose veins and age spots, we all have suffered equally, and we all have had our share of great joys. At 17 and 18, the playing field of life didn’t look too even. Some kids were popular, some smart, some dressed better than others…it was all a comparison game. And most of us compared poorly, at least in our own minds. main 3

We were sure that everyone else looked better, had better parents, made better grades, and had more friends, as if any of that made any difference. In the life of a 17-year-old, those things were important. Today…not so much.

So with trepidation and hope, I strike out to renew friendships and catch up on events that have shaped our lives. I probably won’t remember half the folks there nor recognize my high school best friend. But with any luck we will have outgrown our need to one-up each other, and can just regale in the recalling of our youth…without pimples.

 

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15 thoughts on “Does Anyone Drag Main Any More?

  1. I have never been back to a school reunion, for many reasons. Then when my kids went there for high school, I found that football games where more fun watching my son play and my daughter tossing that wooden rifle in the air in color guard! I did see many ppl I went to school with and they still had that fake smile!
    I hope you have a great time, keep your great sense of humor, you might need it…lol
    My neighbor has that car in his back yard, now I will have a different thought about it and giggle when thinking about your memory of it. It’s that color too!

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  2. Your post sounded like a casting call for Grease. Can’t wait to read the follow up post…. Does Danny still have his pompadour? Did Sandy join the women’s lib movement? Inquiring minds want to know.

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  3. I didn’t see “dragging Main” in the Washington DC suburbs, but the guys did hang out a the drive-ins (food, not movies). My grandparents live in rural North Carolina and I remember riding with my cousins to a very small town and riding loops between two food places (at least one was a food place, I can’t remember what it was at the other end of town).

    I have attended a couple reunions and had a great time at them. I did recognize some people, but not all. You have fun, however it works out.

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